Tuesday, April 18, 2006

Killing More Trees

Chicago police on Monday issued a community alert to warn residents, especially those in the West Side Ogden District, against accepting and using free drugs they believe to be heroin.

This is wrong on so many levels. Most wrong of all is the name "Ogden District." Anyone who calls Marquette the "Ogden" District ought to be strangled with their own radio cord. 010 is and always will be Marquette, just as 011 is and always will be Fillmore (or "Fillmo" for you purists). What do they call 018 now? 015 got to keep their name.

Second of all, you get what you pay for in quality control issues with heroin.

And finally, we'd rather see them using the extra manpower to put up an extra wagon on the west side to pick up dead bodies than use them to pass out flyers and issue Community Alerts. Here's a news flash for the Department - ALL HEROIN IS BAD, no matter what corner it is sold or given away on.

You know what's ironic about all this heroin nonsense? If the people who distibute this killer batch ever get caught, they'll probably be charged with something cool like attempted murder. Yet, the mopes who deal the "good" stuff every day would only be charged with delivery or possession. Go figure.

Fuck it, I'm depressed now....... I'm goin to the west side to get me some herron!

Halfway down the trail to Hell,In a shady meadow greenAre the Souls of all dead troopers camped,Near a good old-time canteen.And this eternal resting placeIs known as Fiddlers' Green.

Marching past, straight through to HellThe Infantry are seen. Accompanied by the Engineers,Artillery and Marines,For none but the shades of CavalrymenDismount at Fiddlers' Green.

Though some go curving down the trailTo seek a warmer scene.No trooper ever gets to HellEre he's emptied his canteen.And so rides back to drink againWith friends at Fiddlers' Green.

And so when man and horse go downBeneath a saber keen,Or in a roaring charge of fierce meleeYou stop a bullet clean,And the hostiles come to get your scalp,Just empty your canteen,And put your pistol to your headAnd go to Fiddlers' Green.

Read it and weep...Sorry the patrol divsion doesn't care. THERES NO FUTURE WITHOUT A PHONE CALL. What do you expect????????I'm just a silly lone patrolman, and that's all I'll be. Goodnight.Say! Any Bosses sign the petition yet?

So after reading all of these posts I think that my wife and I have noooo problems compared to what's going on in the department. I'm not doing anyone but her. However....she feels that I am not the understanding, gentle, caring, loving, metrosexual that I should be. Especially with all of the role models I have within the department who exhibit such on a regular basis.

So she figures we need someone to tell us how to have a better marriage and she drags my ass to the department counselor - the EAP counselor (407 s Dearborn). We sit down in this guy's office and it is clear to me in about 5 seconds (nothing gets by me) that this guy is an alternative lifestyle person (F.H.) and he proceeds to tell me how I could be a better husband. How the hell does he know, I wonder. Maybe he uses his partner as a role model.

How the department can have this person doing MARRIAGE counseling is beyond me.

So, if the wife drags YOU in for counseling you might check out which team your counselor is playing for.

Congrats!!!! You are one day closer to divorce court where your nuts are pulled off through your wallet. Then you will have a SMALLER check and need to work so many extra jobs and hours that you will either become a master of time management or you will inplode. If you are smart you will save EVERY receipt lest you get called before the judge again in the future. But, don't worry... EAP boy will be available for a consultation should you be stressin'.